Lyrics:
just me by myself
you was not by my side, what the fuck is a handout?
Bitch, I do what I want, you not changin' me
I dropped twenty on diamonds for
wadn't
Shit's hectic the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you with
My verbals
Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was
By the morning we getting high
No matter where we go
By the evening we catching vibes
No matter what we go
By the morning we getting high
No matter
by the police
Still getting pulled over and asked by the police
'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to win
See the color of your skin get you put in
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
by the
Same man who took
The tears she was crying so that her
Heart could breathe, now her spirit is free
Thinking "This is the
Way love ought to be"…
Yeah (yeah)
I know I can do it by myself (Oh, yeah)
Crackers in my phone
I ain't givin' them no help
Even with nowhere to go
Ima find myself
raped by the industry
And old crackers tried to Micheal Jackson pimp me
Dawg, whatcha want from me, a platinum piece
Just to please a cracker up in them
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
Well, I hope you're in the olive grove, yeah
And I hope you're not alone
Was I awoken by some presentiment, or was that a gun?
It was probably
a little girly oh
Bimbo, is a little boy
Who's got a million friends
And every time he passes by
They all invite him in
He'll clap his hands
And sing
dangerous, dangerous
I'm like a stepping razor, walking by
I'm dangerous, dangerous
If you wanna live
Treat me good
Warning you if you wanna live,
But the crackers weren't playin' fair at Jive
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yep, yeah you too
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you
'Cause these crackers tryin to take a nigga life and they rights
I'm surrounded by fake-ass crooks
They swear they kingpins but don't have money on they
By the ranks or single file
Over ev'ry jungle mile
Oh, we stamp and crush
Through the underbrush
In a military style
In a military style
Hup
I've been chasin' the big wheels
All over Nashville
Waitin' for my big break to come
Livin' on ketchup soup, homemade
Crackers and Kool Aid
I'll
dangerous, dangerous
I'm like a stepping razor, walking by
I'm dangerous, dangerous
If you wanna live
Treat me good
Warning you if you wanna live,
crackers think they sick,
By trying to make this bullshit affordable.
I thank the Lord that my voice was recordable.
Come an get your soul food well,
the chest with
An eagle claw fist and back you
Get it two by four and she'll lack you
(Tip, you hardly find a nigga
Now that out raps you)
(Or gets at you,
foldin'
And daydreamin' on the day you make
It home but never knowin'
When them crackers gon' let you free
Take off them chains and just let you be
Let you
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
that it was when it wadn't
Shit's hectic, the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto
Fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you wit'
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